What a long day. We dropped the car off for a service at a local garage in town and hung around town while they did it. We walked along the river into town and stopped at Starbucks for a coffee, and then later the White Hart for some lunch. I'd already decided to give up fish and chips until I had got my weight down, so this was going to be the last one in a while. Dawn had a soup trying to cut out some calories straight away.
We ended up staying there two hours as the car had a broken gaiter, whatever that means. It also meant the bill was twice what it should have been.
Back at the house, we had a light dinner and then I tried to call Dad. I then tried to call George. After not getting either of them (Dad always turns his cell phone on at 6pm so I can call him), I started to get a little concerned. So I called the ward and thankfully he was put on the phone. He'd only just got back from the Royal Free Hospital and hadn't had a chance to put his phone back on.
Once Dawn and I had got over that little scare, we sat down and watched Slumdog Millionaire. Neither one of us could see why it won best film at the Oscars. But, who are we to judge?
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